As soon as Ling Chuxia's words came to his ears, Shi Che's movements stopped. In fact, he never completely let go of his grip. Although he wasn't afraid of dying, he didn't want to die because he still had to take care of Ling Chuxia and couldn't possibly die before her.
The woman behind him clung to him again, embracing him with what seemed to be all her strength. Her hands were trembling violently, making Shi Che's heart soften instantly.
However, since the act had reached this point, he had to see it through to the end; he couldn't just give up halfway.
Shi Che didn't look back at her, his voice unusually calm, "Chuxia, are you sure you won't harm yourself anymore?"
Tears were streaming down Ling Chuxia's face. Her throat was choked up, and she couldn't speak, so she nodded forcefully.
Shi Che continued speaking calmly, "Then, do you want our child?"
The five words "our child," his voice was still very calm, but his tone had a slight emphasis.
